Yesterday, I had my first taste of non-vegetarian food - chicken manchurian. Not that I did it on purpose its just that me and my roomates got confused between the veg and non - veg manchurian. Luckily I didn't taste the piece and only the gravy part. But its a different thing that I cried later on for making such a mistake. I felt like does it really matter whether one is veg or non veg. My roomates were having non - veg in my bowl, though I wasn't liking it at all I didint say anythng. But then I realised that may be this is how divisions and heirarchy systems r made. A veg doesn't share his bowl or eating space with a non veg.
For once may be I broke that age old tradition. Coming from a srict Jain family, for a moment it sounded absurd to me. but then now I feel better. My tears yesterday were wasted, really! Tears of no use.
Yesterday, I was also thinking about Islam as a religion. Is it really that they are fanatics by birth or that is just a perception of the non - Islamic world.
To tell u the truth I was thinking way too much yesterday. Bye Ciao!
